She's sitting on the edge of the bed in her robe and nightgown, and offers a tired smile when he comes in. She knows that word well.

"All done for the night," she assures him. "Wrath is settled in to sleep, he'll be out till morning I'm sure."

The poor thing was exhausted, physically and emotionally. He's likely already sound asleep.

"I imagine I will be, too, when I finally settle in."

A subtle confirmation that she knows they need talk about this, and she intends to stay up to do so.